It's evening and it's been 4 hours they both shared each other embarance feeling warmth without any clothes barrier..
Her eyes opened,she rubbed them and realised a hand on her waist,her back touching with someone chest, warm breaths on her neck, something touching her inner thighs from back and it's all covered with duvet.
She turned her face and there is dusky face lying peacefully with a little smile, eyelashes lying on cheeks,his face glowing...
She suddenly sat with a jerk which disturbed Aryans sleep,he didn't opened his eyes as he is rubbing them , but he also sat up with a jerk as he listened her cries..
He glanced,she covering himself with duvet which is grabbed by her armpits, giving a closure of her back and shoulders..."Hey sita maiyaa" (crying)
"Im ... imlie meri baat suno"
"Kaa baat sune,kuch sunne layak rhs kha hai"
"Am...Amma (crying)
"Dekho,dekho imlie shant hojao chilla mat,koi sunlega"
"Sunlega,jb hmre saat uu kiyat rhe,tb naahi sune ka,hey Sita maiyaa ee kaa hogya??"
"Imlie jesa tum sochrhi ..."
"Sochrhi ....arey apni halat or tumri halat dekh ke sb kuch pta chlat hai,"Sita maiyaa
....Aryan hell scared that she didn't remember anything, our moments, confession and she is making allegations when she is the only one who forced to do so ...
.......
"Toka sharamnahi aayi"
"Imlie, tumne "
"Pta h bhang pee li thi toh eeka mtlb nashe m tum ladki ka fayda uthaoge"
"Fay...fayda, imlie maine fayda "
"Uthaya hai, tumne Mera fayda uthaya hai,vese toh apne ap I AM ARYAN SINGH RATHORE (mimicking him) bolat ho,decent personality kahat ho,aur eese kaam"
"Im"
"Hum...hum na tumhare Bhaskar times m ne khabar chaovayi hai,
BHASKAR TIMES K CEO NE NASHE KI HALAT M GHIRI HUI APNI EMPLOYEE K SATH KI ZABARDASTI"
Hn ee line thik hai...""Chup rho kuch bhi bole ja rhi ho"
"Hu..hum kuch bhi bol rhe hai,ulta chor kotwal ko daatd,hm abhi phn milavat hai Shilpa ji ko or.......mmmmmhhbbb"
She exclaimed these letters when Aryan closed her mouth with his rough palm ...
"Chup kro,maine koi fayda nhi...ouchhh"
He removed his palm as she dig her nails in his palm...
"Tumri himmat kesi hui,or hm ..khi hm pregnant na hojaiye hai,hey sita maiyaaaa"
"Imlie Aisa nhi hoga"
"Chup kro ager hogya toh,Amma,kaki maa,Arpita didi,aparna maa,sabko kaa jawab di h hm"
He also got scared,she glanced him ,he rubbing his fingers ,his hands shivering,face has tensed mode,brows frowned..
His face turned into shocked when he felt her soft lips on his cheek ...
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Our desire♥️
أدب الهواةIts a story about desire of aryan and imlie. Starting from confession day.. It will be a mature stuff.. So read if you are comfortable 🚫18+